God Slayer Chronicles Chapter 5

Outside the room, Yang Chi was happily suckling on the milkmaid – Snow . She was bobbing him up and down all happy as if she was his mother .

"Aren't you a cute little thing Chi'er, you're going to be a lady killer, just like your father when you get older . " Snow said in a high voice, looking into the child's bright brown eyes .

'Damn woman, I feel ashamed to be suckling on your bosom . ' The thoughts of the child sounded like the old gruff voice of Sha Ku .
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When Sha Ku entered the vortex, transported to a warm room where he didn't have to breathe, and three days ago he finally came to this world – or in other words, he was born .

Although he was in a week and simplistic body of a babe, he still had some sense about him . From what he had observed while he was inside the womb, that woman had a faint trace of a Deathly Yin bloodline .

This would perhaps be a great boon in the divine realm, but seeing the downtrodden place around him, he knew that this was certainly a backwater for cultivators and in this backwater, a Deathly Yin bloodline would undoubtedly be a death sentence for most .

Strangely though she seemed to be alive, there was only one explanation Sha Ku could think of, and that was Yang Fu . Yang Fu appeared to have a primitive yang bloodline, which could hypothetically counter the bloodline .

Residing on this fact it was hard to imagine what nonsense allowed him to be conceived . The universe doesn't merely allow a child with a Yin-Yang physique! Sha Ku could only internally sigh; perhaps this would be a good enough body up until he could regain a Heavenly Tear Body .

This was also the reason Sha Ku refused to drink his mothers' milk . It held the tiniest trace of Deathly Yin, currently if Yang Chi were to try and absorbed some of this energy the effects would be cataclysmic to his body . The powers of Yin and Yang were perfectly balanced at the moment, and if the balance of the scales went out even slightly, it would result in his utter demise .

So instead he decided to upset his new mother and father suckling instead from the teat of this maid, he found it rather odd . In his previous life, he was naturally spawned from the universe; he'd never had parents . The only time he'd touch a breast was for other purposes…

Yang Chi tried to shake these thoughts out of his head, now wasn't the time to think of such vulgar things . Currently, he had to focus on growing up healthy . But how would he ensure that? He was young, and even if he were born in a place with abundant resources it'd be hard to cultivate back to a stage where he could shake the very heavens, let alone re-forge his Heavenly Tear Body…

'The optimum time for a human child to start cultivating was at the age of six… ugh, six years . This is going to be a long wait; perhaps I could work on Dao insight, or form some sword Qi in the meantime?' he thought to himself, while his eyes started to close as he drifted off to sleep slowly .

The sobbing from the other room intensified at that moment; it was Ru Yi – no, his mother… His mother was crying .

'Maybe I could help my family?' Were Yang Chi's final thoughts as he drifted off to sleep .

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